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...least excuse. Things have reached the point where drunks are generally taken to sobering-up stations, not to jail. Government inspectors, curious at the number of empty inkwells on office desks, have found that they are commonly used as vodka glasses, and one official stepped into a washroom to discover vodka coming out of the faucets. In a tiny village near Kielce, residents recently celebrated a local store's purchase of a new padlock by guzzling 141 quarts of vodka in one night. It hardly helps that minor Polish officials wink at the nation's drunks. When...
...William Holden and Groucho Marx. Yet, the character deepens magnificently, if momentarily, when Hayden stares shakily into the camera and wimpers his resolve to "keep my bodily fluids safe from women and the Reds." Somehow there is more than foolishness here. When the general stalks awkwardly into the washroom to shoot himself, a surge of pity undercuts the laughter. Hayden has almost created a Quixote; the nature of his windmill, however, makes the character more terrifying than quaint...
...last week's Business Equipment Show in Manhattan was a pocket-sized executive finder that buzzes when the hapless executive-loitering in the washroom or on his way downstairs for a quick one-is wanted on the phone...
Fearless Jack is a well-knit 49-year-old fellow with a pugilist's jaw, who knows how to handle himself when things get rough in the men's washroom. The potential opposition was either cool or only slightly smoldering, however. "We give our critics a free hand," said Managing Editor Turner Catledge, betraying no surprise at Critic Gould's intrafamilial sabotage. "Our first obligation is to our readers...
Every plotter does his part. To hide the sound of a tunnel being chipped through the concrete floor of a bunkhouse washroom, the clink of the pick is synchronized with the banging of the hammer innocently driving a horseshoe-pitching stake outside. Wardrobes of German clothes are run up from blankets and uniforms dyed in coffee or ink; whole wallets full of identity papers are forged; money, emergency rations, maps are scrounged. The tunnel is a marvel of Swiss Family Robinson ingenuity, with electric lights, a little subway running on wooden tracks, a bellows-operated ventilation system...